Page 62 of Dancing with Vipers and Shadows

With a chuckle, I press my body against his backside and grip his neck from the front.

“If you dare cum, Orpheus, I’ll make sure the next punishment involves a certain little Viper you’re lusting over.”

He knows I mean every word. I move my hand to wrap around his shaft and feel the way it twitches and further hardens at the mere mention of his little Viper.

He’s doomed to be in a lust phase with this woman, and he can’t try to deny just how badly his body wants it.

What will happen in the classroom when she’s being taught by us?

It ignites waves of anticipation for me.

Doing the forbidden, like lusting over a student who has a palpable connection with you and your best friend, who you fuck on occasion.

Not only do her eyes express exactly what is running through her mind as she watches how I stroke Orpheus’s cock, but her thoughts easily drift into my mind like second nature.

“Fuck… he’s huge.”

Her gaze then moves to his ass that I’m pounding ruthlessly.

“Which are round and rather perfect if you ask me.”

I’m assuming she’s talking about Orpheus’ ass, but I see the threads of reasoning beginning to break through the layers of lust and desire.

“Heck, I should be running away.”

“That look in your eyes is dangerously tempting, Darling Nightmare,” I note and use Darling instead of little because I’m not in the mood to acknowledge our difference in age here.

I need to remind my mind that Ophelia is a woman who I wouldn’t hesitate to fuck if she gave me her consent.

“Stay or go?” I question her to know where she stands.

Please don’t run away…

“S-Stay,” she whispers.

I’m smiling before I know it.

I want her to be ours.

“Come here, Ophelia.” I sense the spike of intensity at my command, leaving me to make a mental note that dominance in the bedroom could be something Darling Nightmare enjoys.

All it takes is five steps to have her nice and close. Her scent gives the perfect mix of roses, pine, and sage, and the essence that dances around her body invites a spark of need while delivering a wave of tranquility that washes through me.

So dangerous yet so deliciously tempting, I can’t pull away, despite the risk factors.

I’m secretly enjoying her thought process. My eyes are distracted as they glaze over her tiny body. She’s short at 5’6” compared to Orpheus and my height at 6’5”, but I like our significant difference.

Admiring her only further entices my body, which is inching closer to my climax. I know how close Orpheus is to crumbling, but he’s holding onto every stubborn strand within him to cum at the same time as me. From the way his eyes are beginning to glaze over, it’s taking everything for him not to shoot his load right this second.

He’s just as close.

Our Darling Nightmare can tell how close to our release we are. That has to be why she takes control of the conversation.

“You let me see this on purpose.”

“I did.”

“You’re not afraid I’ll tell everyone and anyone who will listen to me?”

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